"Diary Record entry for June 7, 2014!" I shouted slaming my door behind me.

Six years old and they still treated me like a baby!

"Recording."

"Momma Daniel's grounded me again, this time for doing absolutely nothing.

I hate her. I hate her, she's absolutely...I don't know. She just

frustrates me so much. I came home from school today with Rebeca and I was

telling her what it felt like to mock-mate, like what Paul and I have been

doing since we were six months old.

"I was just in the middle of explaining to Rebeca when we came through the

door. As soon as Momma Daniel heard what we were talking about she got all

angry at me. She told Rebeca to go home, and never to ask about it again.

"Then she sat me down and told me that I was never to discuss that "sort of

thing" with anyone else. She doesn't complain any more when she catches me

with Paul, or Brad, and I'll end up having to mock-mate with Clark. He's

already climbing all over me, especially when Momma Sandi bathes us

together.

"But Momma Daniel didn't have any right to send me to my room like she did.

Momma Sandi said that it was all right when I mock-mated with one of my

brothers. She encourages it, she encourages me. She teaches me how to give

them little extras, and Paul doesn't complain about that.

"I don't understand why Momma Daniel doesn't like me talking about it.

Rebeca says her parents don't even talk about her mating with anyone, and

certainly not about mock-mating. The idea even frightens her a little.

"I'm still thinking about trying to mock-mate with her. I've talked to

Momma Sandi about it, and even Momma Daniel talked to me about it. In the

end Momma Daniel and Momma Sandi ended up actually mating together to show

me.

"Then Daddy came in and he asked what we were doing, it was funny. Then he

told me to go to my bedroom. Just between you and me Diary, I think the

three of them mated then.

"I don't understand why Momma Daniel, is so mean to me some times, and so

nice to me at others."

"Sandra, can I come in," Sandi asked through my door.

"Diary entry pause! Yes Mom."

"I heard you and Daniel had an argument," Sandi said softly sitting down on

my bed beside me. I nodded. "You didn't like it did you?"

"No!" I said still bitterly.

"Honey, she's just trying to protect you, and us, and your brothers. You

see, a lot of people don't think its very good for little kids to mock-mate,

or even to know about mating. See you and your brothers do something a lot

of kids don't think about let alone try.

"You see honey, you and I both know how you and Paul feel about each other.

Even though Daniel doesn't like it, you and I know that you'll probably have

Paul's babies right?"

"Yes, when we're of age, and my time for children come."

"Well, Daniel isn't the only one that doesn't like the idea, everyone else

doesn't like it, so you've got to be careful or they'll try to separate the

two of you, and you can't let that happen. It's important that you two

strengthen the line."

"I know Mom!"

"You understand why you why you can't talk about mating, or mock-mating

with others? Your Mom wants to keep us a family, do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand. I'll be the only woman of the family and I've got to

have lots of babies. But why does Paul beat on Brad when he catches me

practising techniques to please him. I may be mock-mating with Brad, but

it's only practice for my love!"

"I know, and it's not very nice of him is it?"

"No!"

"He's just jealous that's all. When he sees you and Brad together he gets

angry because its not him that your with."

"I love Brad, but I know what Paul is, he's my mate for life, and the love

that I have for him could never be matched by anyone else!"

"I know that honey, but it still angers Paul that your with someone else at

all. What will he do when I start mock-mating with Clark? He'll kill him,

he hits Brad hard enough if he wasn't as big as he is...."

"Well, you may not have to do it that much with Clark."

"Why, he almost got in me last time in the bath, tonight when you bathed us

I was going to hug and kiss him and help him until he was in me."

"You really think he's ready?"

"He may only be two but he's got the family...penis...I can bring him to

orgasm easily enough. I've done it a few times by hand and mouth, the way

you taught me. He was close last time in the bath, really close, all he had

to do was move a tiny little bit to the right and down a little closer

towards me and he would have been in."

"I know honey, well if you want you can do it and initiate him but there

will be someone taking over for you. I've chosen someone for him."

"Who?"

"Come here I want to teach you something new."

"What?"

"Do you still remember what I smelt like from when you sniffed me all over

that one time?"

"A little, why?"

"All right, that's good," she said and undressed then laid down on my bed.

"Should I undress?"

"No, you just have to sniff me, I want you to tell me if you smell

something different." I did as I was told sniffing her from head to foot

and then lastly sniffing at her vagina.

"You smell sweeter Mommy!"

"That's because I do, do I smell more feminine?"

"I...I guess that's a way to describe it."

"Well, that's because I'm pregnant Sandra."

"Again?"

"Honey, I had Clark two years ago. This babies a girl. Your going to have

a sister!"

"That's wonderful," I said happily and kissed the closest spot I could. It

just happened to be the wrong place. She gasped as I applied my lips to her

clitoris. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Mommy!"

"It's all right honey, just a little unexpected. But you've got to

remember that you can't touch your mommies there.

"I know...I forgot, I was just so excited...I'm sorry Mommy!"

"Don't worry about it honey. If you don't tell your father I won't!"

"I love you Mommy!" I said hugging her after moving up on her body so I was

laying on her chest. She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me.

"I love you too sweetie!"

"Mommy, I kissed you there, you should kiss me there too!"

"Honey, two wrongs don't make a right! You better let me up so I can get

dressed."

"Can you feed me?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes," I told her happily.

"All right, go ahead, you know what to do. I should kill your father for

teaching you kids that trick!" I filled her breasts, exactly the way Daddy

had taught me to. Then I stood up on top of the bed and undressed. The

only way that I could eat comfortably was naked, everyone knew that,

including the nosy next door neighbour Olivia.

"I love you Mommy," I whispered before taking one of her nice nipples in my

mouth. She left her arms wrapped around me after she hugged me and smoothed

her hands up and down my back, encouraging me to drink.

When I had finished she held me in her arms and started talking softly to

me. "This is going to be my last baby sweetie, the Doctor said I shouldn't

have any more, after Laura!"

"Laura? Is that the name of the baby?"

"Yes, Daniel and I chose Laura Ashley Carlson last night. This is probably

going to be the last baby of this household. I want you to remember that

when you help to take care of her all right?"

"Yes Mom! I'll do what ever I can to help with Laura too. Mommy?"

"Yes sweetie?"

"When Laura's old enough do I get to mock-mate with her?"

"Do you want to?"

"I...I think so. I'm still thinking of asking Rebeca one time to come to

bed with me."

"Honey, I don't know if you really should do that, her parents may not be

as understanding about it. Besides when you go to bed, doesn't Paul sneak

in here?"

"How'd you know?"

"That's not important, but what would happen if you and Rebeca were in bed

together and Paul snuck in here and thought Rebeca was you."

"He'd probably mock-mate with her."

"And it might hurt her too, the Carlson men aren't exactly for every woman.

They usually have a regular man's penis by the age of twelve, and it get's

bigger until he turns about eighteen, that's the way it was with your

father, and I think even your grandfather a bit."

"What about Great-grand dad?"

"Well, honey, I don't think either of your great grandparents had it. I'm

not even sure they knew about it, so you've even got to be careful when your

talking with Martha. But remember she's still upset about Bob passing

away!"

"Are you still Mommy?"

"A little sweetie, he was my Daddy remember."

"Did you and your dad ever...mate?"

"Why?"

"I was just wondering...I was thinking about Daddy. I know how big Paul,

and Brad are...but what will they look and feel like when they get to

father's age?"

"Your curious about your father's body?"

"A little," I said softly in a near whisper.

"Would you...would you like to mate with your father?"

"Sometimes I think of it...when you and Daddy or when Momma Daniel and

Daddy are in your bedroom together...."

"Well sweetie, it's natural that your curious...you can probably see your

father mating with me or Daniel, but I think your still a little too young

to mate with him even if you wanted to."

"I'm not young! I'm six!"

"I know you are honey, but your vagina, it isn't developed enough yet.

Your not big enough to hold him."

"Is he really that big?"

"Yes sweetie, sometimes I think I can't even hold him that way. I can't

even do what you do to Paul with your mouth to him. Daniel does, I don't

know how she...do you really want to see your Daddy?"

"Yes, I'd like to, if he'll let me. Do you think Paul will be as big as

Daddy when he grows up?"

"I don't know, probably. You want to know something though?"

"What?"

"Your going to be the first woman of our kind even to make love to a man

like us. So your really special!"

"I am?"

"Of course you are, you know your lucky...I never got to mock-mate when I

was young."

"You didn't?"

"Nope, I started when I was thirteen. By then I was actually mating."

"Thirteen? Wow, you were old!"

"I wasn't that old!" she said with a laugh rubbing my bottom. "I had just

started to have my period...."

"Period?"

"I was at the point in my life where I could start having babies."

"Did you and Daddy start right away?"

"No honey, your Daddy wasn't around then. I found other ways to pass the

time."

"Other boys?"

"Well, a few!"

"Girls too," I asked excitedly.

"A few," she said with a grin then turning serious on me. "Listen to me

and this is very, very important, you listening?"

"Yes!"

"All right, if you ever, ever mate with someone who's not your brother, use

protection. I hope to god you don't but if you do, use protection. You do

not want to have there baby, ok?"

"Just Paul's!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, but if you want to, any of your other brothers too, ok, but nobody

outside the family. Any one outside you use protection ok?"

"Yes Mommy," I said solemnly and kissed the space between her breasts.

"That's a good girl. I want you to know something else," she said smiling.

"I want you to know I'm very proud of you! Teaching your little brothers

how to mate. Your a very special little girl!"

"I'm going to teach Laura too!" I said proudly.

"I hope you do, but I'll help a little too, ok?"

"Yes mom," I said kissing her cheek.

"That's a good girl. Now how about getting up off of Mommy so I can go get

dressed and see if your Daddy's home?"

I got off of her and watched her dress while I slipped under the covers of

my bed. "Are you going to take Daddy upstairs with you?"

"Yes honey, I want to mate with him, why?"

"Because I feel like that too, when you go out, will you tell Paul I want

to see him!"

"All right," she said smiling "but don't get too carried away you were

going to help Clark tonight!"

"I know, I still will, I promise!"

"Ok sweetie, should I tell Daniel to feed him first?"

"No, I don't think I can wait that long," I said rubbing my little pussy.

"I need him!"

"All right, I'll go get him!"

"Tell him to hurry!"

"Ok already!" she said and quickly left the room.

"Diary resume. I've got to make this quick Paul will be here any second to

mock-mate with me again. I can't believe how much I crave him now a days.

I can't help but feel a tinge of the same thing when I see him walking

around the class room, and he's getting so big!

"I'm no longer angry at Momma Daniel, Momma Sandi explained it to me. I

hope she'll talk Daddy into letting me see him, maybe he'll even let me hold

it. If they do I can't wait to see it. I hope Paul will be as good to me

as Daddy sounds to my mothers. He really makes them scream sometimes, but

there not screams of pain, but pleasur...."

"Sandra?" Paul asked opening my door.

"Diary, end entry! Hello Paully! Come here. I need you!" It didn't take

him long after that to shed his clothes and climb into bed with me. "I love

Paully," I told him as he slipped into me grinning happily. "I love you so

much! I can't wait till it's my time to have your babies!"

"Neither can I Sandra, I love you!" he whispered kissing me.

"I could never imagine anyone else taking your place, ever!"

"Nor I you, Sandra!"

"Diary record entry for March 20, 2014. Momma Sandi had the baby today!

The Doctor tried to hide it from me but I overheard that it was a tough

delivery and even Daddy seemed to agree that it was, I've even heard that

Daddy delivered all of us, but Laura.

"I was so scared for Momma Sandi. The Doctor asked to make sure that Sandi

wasn't going to have any more kids. He even said that it wasn't advisable.

In fact he highly advised against it.

"I'm still scared for her, he said it would be dangerous if she did! I

know she said that this was her last baby, but it doesn't change the fact

that she still has the capability. I think I'm going to have to talk to her

about it to get what I'm feeling out.

"I love her and I couldn't stand losing her, it scares me to death to think

of it at all even the possibility.

"On a lighter note," I said with a sigh flopping down on my bed. "Clark

knows what he's doing now, he's cute when he has an orgasm, his face

scrunches all up and he gets this look of complete concentration on him, its

almost enough to make me laugh.

"But he likes the aftermath better I think, letting me just hold him. He

does try to suckle from my nipples, and the odd time he does it a little too

hard and they start to hurt, but overall he's getting to be a pretty good

little lover.

"He's even started bringing me to my own orgasms, there fun too. The other

day I had taken both Clark and Brad to bed, they enjoyed making love to me

together! A nice little threesome until Paul caught us. Then after a lot

of words and a lot of begging all on my part it turned into a delicious

foursome.

"That was a wonderful experience, six hands, three mouths, three penis' all

to please only me. ME! Paul wasn't too comfortable at first but in the end

I showed him that I could love him and our two brothers too. Now maybe

instead of harassing them when I'm with one of them he'll just join us. It

would be better on all of us if he did.

"Diary end entry!"

"Diary record entry for September 1, 2020. Laura just left, we're really

getting to feel good together. The boys they even like to just watch us go

at each other. Watching their sisters eat on each other's pussy, even

though mine's got pubic hair. Paul and I are mated now though, yesterday we

professed our love for each other in front of the family by making love

while they all watched on. It was really very stimulating, for all of us I

think.

"After we were finished, our mothers and father went back to their bedroom

and you could hear them all through out the house. Laura took Clark and

Brad back to her room and for the rest of the day I got to enjoy having Paul

fill me with his seed.

"I can't wait for him to grow as big as Daddy is, at least as big as he was

when he showed me in 2014. I still remember that day like it was yesterday,

when he wrestled with my brothers who were fighting naked over who I would

get to take to my bedroom for the rest of the night.

"I'm sure Dad didn't know what he was fighting them over at the time, but

he had them all pinned down within a few moments. All my brothers groaned

and even Paul glared at Daddy before leaving the room. I undressed shyly in

front of him being my first time doing it for him.

"He didn't understand why I was doing it and I sat down in his lap and

kissed his lips softly and told him 'you won!' He asked what he won, and I

told him 'A night in my bedroom with me!' and started undoing the buttons to

his shirt.

"He jumped up dumping me on the floor and I told him 'You fought them for

me, so I get to have you in bed with me tonight so I can make love to you!'

He stuttered my name and told me that wasn't going to happen, while I was

undoing his zipper.

"In the end we didn't make love, but I did get to see one of the most

beautiful sights, my Daddy shooting his seed into the air. I even got a

little taste of it that night too. But he was just like Momma Sandi said he

would have been to big for me then. But I'm still hoping maybe one day

it'll be him sneaking into my room one night!

"Diary end Entry!"

"Diary record entry September 4, 2020. One of the worst things that could

happen has happened! I can't believe it! Momma Sandi is pregnant again!

She can't be the Doctor told her she couldn't have another baby! I'm

terrified that she'll die. She's tried to comfort me. She knows how I

feel. I hate it! I hate being so impotent in this! How could father get

her pregnant again!

"If he wanted another baby I would have had it for him. Why did he have to

get her pregnant! She could...I can't even say it. I love her so much!

"Diary end entry!"

"Diary record entry May 19, 2021. Angela was born today, she looks so

cute, with all her little fingers and her little toes. But the Doctor wants

to keep Momma Sandi in the hospital to run some tests. Daddy and Momma

Daniel look...I don't know...I think their concerned for her and so am I!

"The Doctor said when she had Laura that she shouldn't have any more babies

and now she's had another one. She's got me so worried about her. This is

all Daddy's fault! If he hadn't gotten her pregnant again....

"I don't know what's going to happen and it scares me! If anything happens

to her.... I love you Momma Sandi.

"Diary end entry!"

"Diary record entry June 1, 2021. Momma Sandi's been home for almost three

weeks although she's mostly stayed in bed. Momma Daniel and Daddy have had

such sobber looks on their faces I have a feeling that everything isn't as

well as it should be.

"Daddy changed the sleeping arrangements around again, now Paul sleeps in

the downstairs bedroom and the boys are now sharing Paul's old bedroom.

Laura and Angela share a bedroom, although Laura wasn't too enthusiastic

about the idea, but she gets to initiate Angela into the arts of love. It's

suppose to be my job, it has been for every other child in this house. I

suppose it's her turn now. That's what Momma Sandi decided anyway.

"Now instead of Paul sneaking into my bedroom at night. I sneak down to

him, although I don't really think anybody cares, or that nobody knows

that's where I go. I usually stay with him all night and we make love, or

we just hold each other and sometimes we even make love in the morning

before we have to go to school.

"Sandra, Momma Sandi wants to see you," Laura called from outside my door.

She seemed sad.

"Diary end entry!"

"Is she in her bedroom," I asked Laura who looked like she'd been crying.

She nodded and I went to our parents bedroom. She was laying in bed holding

onto Paul's hand and watching me with her other hand extended out for me to

take.

Momma Daniel and Daddy were sitting in the corner of the room in the dark,

and they looked sad too. "Sweetie!"

"Yes Mom?"

"I love you's both with all my heart," she said her voice cracking with

every word with emotion. "And I always will forever and ever, you's know

that!"

We both nodded, I was fearing every word. She was talking like she was

going away. "You two were meant for each other's right from the moment you

were born and maybe even before then. Remember that. Always! Gain

strength from each other, and you'll always get through anything. Remember

that was my last wish of you two. My dying wish ok?"

"No mommy," I cried throwing myself at her. "You can't no! We need you

here, please Mommy NO! NO! I love you, I love you!"

"I'm sorry honey, I can't do anything about it, if I could I would. But

the Doctor's say that I have to go away!"

"Mommy NO!" this time it was Paul crying out for her.

"I'm afraid I don't have much longer, I can feel it coming for me."

"NO!" I shouted.

"Honey...please...this is hard enough...it will be hard on you too, you've

got to be brave...can you do that for me? For your brother's and sisters!

Please you two, your the oldest! You've got to understand this is just a

part of life. I've had a very wonderful life. With your father, with

Daniel, and with you little ones. I love yous! Remember that. I'll always

love you." The three of us were in tears trying our best to hold onto each

other. "Please, tell me you'll take care of each other, and your Daddy and

Mom and all your brothers and sisters!"

"We will," Paul sobbed.

"We promise," I added, kissing her cheek. "I love you Mom! I love you!"

"I love you too little ones, I'll always be with you in your hearts,

remember that!"

"Yes Mom!"

"Yes Mom!" Paul echoed beside me.

"All right you better go and let me rest ok?"

"Ok Mom, I love you. I love you so much!"

"I know honey," she whispered running her fingers through my hair. "I

know." Daddy ushered us both out of the room and kissed us both on the

forehead and told us to make dinner for the rest of the kids. We held each

other's hand and tried to be the strongest we could be for everyone else,

but inside it didn't make much of a difference, it still hurt. It felt like

a piece of me was being torn away.

That night when I was lying in bed with Paul's arms around me we talked

quietly about her, neither of us were really in the mood to make love.

Paul's tender kisses just seemed to make it worse.

"Are you two asleep?" a soft voice whispered from the other side of the

door.

"No, come on in," Paul said in his deep voice, that I thought was so sexy.

The door slid aside and left Momma Sandi standing there with her robe tied

tightly shut.

"Can I come in you two?"

"Yes Mom, your always welcome in our rooms!" I told her softly.

"I'd like to ask you two something."

"What is it?"

"What I have you won't catch...."

"What's the question Mom," Paul asked her.

"Just once, I'd like you two to make love to me. Just once. I know it's

against your father's rules, and you don't have to. But...."

"Yes," I whispered softly. "I will!"

"I will too," Paul said softly beside me. Not that any of us needed the

light to see she turned it on anyway.

"You two look so beautiful together! Your both turning into very beautiful

adults."

"Your sure this won't hurt you," I asked her softly when she let her robe

drop to the floor, showing us her naked body beneath.

"I'm sure!" she whispered climbing onto our bed. "First will you two make

love together for a little bit, so I can watch you. I didn't hesitate and

threw the blanket off of us, so she could see us. Then I slipped on top of

Paul taking him in me in one quick swoop, and started making love to him

while kissing his lips. He stroked my back and my buttocks, touching every

spot on my back that I loved to be touched, gently tracing out my anus with

his finger tips.

I didn't have big breasts but when I sat up Paul still fondled what I had

telling me how much he loved me. Paully and I were a perfect couple,

matched from conception, by body mind and soul.

Even when we were young, Paul kept telling me where ever I had a curve he

had a nook. Another pair of hands tentatively probed at where we were

joined and we knew our mother was having herself a first hand look.

I couldn't help wondering if she could see the electricity that passed

between us. Paully slipped out of me and I moved my hand between us to fix

his position so we could unite again. I found her lips wrapped around his

beautiful manhood, and when I relaxed a little she pushed her fingers into

me.

The first time in our lives that we were actually able to give and take

sexual pleasures with one of our mothers and it was blissful. I was content

with her finger fucking and Paul's loving caresses, but I knew she wasn't.

I got off of Paul and told him to make love to her. She wanted to get on

top of him like I had been but he didn't let her and picked her up and laid

her down so that her head was on the pillows and he got on top of her

careful to keep his weight off of her. I watched them together happily

while pleasuring myself.

He brought her to orgasm two or three times, which by then I had shifted so

she could finger fuck me at her request. Then after she had had her fourth

orgasm, Paul got his look. The look that he had just before he was about to

spurt.

She let out a little gasp, then smiled and hugged him close to her and

kissed his lips, using her tongue too. I was happy that she was enjoying my

mate. I'd give him to her if he made her happy.

She smiled at me after Paul had gotten off of her. "We've wanted to do

something to each other for a long time haven't we," she asked me. "Come

here, lets taste each other!"

I got on top of a sixty-nine and tried to keep my weight off of her just

like Paul had done, only under her tongue and fingers it was hard. She was

so good at it, it was hard enough for me just to try and keep my mouth on

her. She ate so hungrily at me, it was nearly unbearable. The pleasure she

gave was so immense, I knew there was no way I could compare to it.

But she seemed happy just the same as I tried to lick and kiss at her vulva

and clitoris. After my fifth orgasm I lost count, while wave after wave of

pleasure ran through my body. Near the end, I shared her pussy with Paul's

mouth and fingers and together we managed to give her a couple orgasms.

When all the loving was finished Paul and I cuddled up with her. She was a

wonderful lover and I knew she must have brought a lot of pleasure into

Momma Daniel's and Daddy's life.

When morning came she was gone from our bed and her robe was gone from our

room. But she had left us a note on the night table.

Dearest Paul and Sandra,

Thank you for such a beautiful night. I'll treasure it always and I hope

you's will too. I'm afraid we'll never be able to do it again either. I

think it was a big mistake your father making that rule about us not being

able to make love to you children.

It doesn't matter now, he's probably right, so don't blame him for it.

It makes me happy to know that you two will always have each other. You

look so good together and you move together with such a exquisitness that

it's almost unbelievable that you two have ever been apart.

Sandra, your turning into a very beautiful, very passionate young lady, and

I'm sure Paul realizes that too. But I do have one suggestion for you, and

you'll have to talk this over with Paul and see if he likes it then you'll

have to talk to Daniel! Shave your pubic hair from your vagina. If you

like it have it electrolyzed.

Paul, you've probably read what I just told Sandra, so tell her how you

feel about it. It will make her nicer to eat, you won't get hairs in your

teeth, not that that isn't erotic in itself sometimes.

But if she's going to get it electrolyzed make sure she knows how you truly

feel! Paul your growing up fast, it wasn't very long ago that I was holding

you in my arms smiling over you with your proud Daddy looking over you too.

Your going to be a wonderfully, dashing young man, and make sure you keep

your sister close to you. You both belong to one another. Maybe if you ask

nicely she'll start feeding you too, she certainly looks like she'll have

the breasts for it.

Above all you two, have lots and lots of babies. You'll make your Mother

real proud of you, like you always have.

Love Always,

Sandi

When we finished reading it we were both in tears and Paul was holding onto

me tightly. I folded the letter back up and put it back over on the night

table. We held each other for awhile and when Dad finally came in to tell

us to get up and get to school we were softly making love. Savouring every

moment with each other.

"Diary record entry for July 8, 2021. This is the hardest entry I've ever

made. Momma Sandi...died three days ago. We all know when it happened. In

the middle of the night of the fifth. I awoke howling, and so did Paul, who

as right beside me.

"The whole household, every member was howling with anger and sorrow. We

all knew she had passed away. We were so loud that the neighbours called

the police. But she's gone. My mother. She taught me so much, she taught

us all so much and now she's gone.

"I don't know how we're going to go on without her. Daddy locked himself

in the bedroom, and he hasn't gone to the bar he bought from uncle Eric at

all. Momma Daniel...Mom has tried to keep us all going. But between the

baby and trying to look after Daddy, she doesn't have much time for the rest

of us.

"But Paul and I are trying our hardest to pick up the slack, but it doesn't

seem enough. I still don't feel better even in Paul's arms at night.

"I got up that night when Momma Sandi died and went and shaved my pussy. I

don't know why I did it. I just did! I couldn't understand, it pushed my

feelings back for a little while but...the hell with it!

"Diary end entry!"

"Diary record entry for September 8. I've done it. I've done the worst

thing in life that I could have. What's even worse is I've hurt Paul by

doing it. It's only been a little over a week of school and...I cheated on

him.

"I was feeling so bad about Momma Sandi, being gone. I miss her so. I

talked to this boy in our class, Robert Hanson. I told him how I missed my

mother. His mother died when he was young and he said he'd felt the same

way. We went to his house, we talked and talked then he leaned closer and

kissed me. I kissed back.

"We ended up in his bedroom. Thank god I remember Momma Sandi told me to

make sure I always used protection. I screwed him into unconsciousness.

"Then when I got home I was so ashamed of what I'd done, I ran straight to

my room. I missed dinner. I missed my favourite show. I cried almost the

whole time until I fell asleep.

"A few minutes ago Paul came in and asked me if I was all right. I told

him no, and he tried to slip into bed with me and started caressing me.

Then he sniffed the air around me and he knew. He knew. He ran out of here

screaming more angrier than I'd ever seen him in my life.

"I don't know what I'm going to do! I need to talk to Momma Sandi! I miss

her so much! I need her.

"Sandra, can I come in."

"Sure mom, Diary end entry!"

"Paul's very upset, he won't tell me or your Dad what's wrong. Do you know

honey?"

"I slept with someone."

"That's why he's upset?"

"Yes, it was someone outside the family. A friend at school."

"Oh honey!" she said sitting down on the bed beside me.

"Did you...did you use any protection, a condom?"

"Yes, I...we did! But still I did it. I hurt Paul! I hurt the only man

that I belong to. I hurt Paul!"

"Oh honey! Come here," Mom told me wrapping her arm around me.

"No, I deserve Paul being angry at me! I failed him."

"No you didn't! He's just very angry."

"Angry at me, and I deserve it! I shouldn't have done it!"

"Your probably right you shouldn't have, but its done and you can't change

that. If you feel bad tell him! You need to talk to him, he's your mate,

if you want to make it right again it's going to have to be you that talks

to him. Neither me or your Dad can do anything."

"But how can I, he'll never trust me ever again. I cheated on him, on us!"

"You've got to start somewhere, that's if you want to! Do you still want

him?"

"Yes! Of course I do!"

"Then you have to talk to him!"

"I can't!"

"Well, if you want to fix things your going to have to!"

"I know! I know! I will, I promise."

"It's not me that you have to promise!"

"I know."

I tried I swear to God I tried. Paul wouldn't even listen to me. He had f

ixed it that no one else in the family would go to bed with me either. He'd

threatened them all if they did.

After a week of no physical comfort I couldn't take it, I needed someone to

caress me, to hold me, to make love to me. In the end I went out with

Robert again on the friday evening and had sex with him again.

Every week for six months I screwed him, I hated doing it, but I did it to

satisfy my self. I even started having my period when I was with him. It

was different than how Momma Sandi had talked about it, all I felt like

doing was making love. I couldn't even keep a solid thought in my head

during that time. All I wanted was to make love.

I should have been making love with Paul, but he never came to me, and I

didn't go to him. He worked out at the gym at school, came home late, ate

his cold supper, and locked himself in his room.

Laura dealt with Angela's education as well as Brad and Clark's sex life.

I was left with no one. When Robert and I broke up our sexual relations. I

started dating another boy. Then when I was through with him another. I

hated it. I hated having sex with little boys, when my mate was at home,

pouting in his room.

We were nearly finishing high school when I decided I had had enough of the

little boys that I kept seeming to fuck into sleep. Paul never fell asleep

on me when we made love, and I got to make love to Paul in a bed.

What was worse was that every time I slept with one of them the same words

echoed through my head; the ones Momma Sandi had written us; had told us

hundreds of times "you two belong together!"

The very most I ever got was a rental at a motel room. It was ugly, it was

a terrible life and I hated it more and more. Dad and Mom took only the two

of us out for dinner to celebrate our graduation from highschool. The other

kids were left in Brad's care while the four of us went out to a restaurant.

We sat across from each other, it was the first time in a long time since I

even really got to get a good look at him. He had grown a lot, he was well

muscled, tall hard and so solid. I just wanted to run my hands over his

chest, through his hair, hold his gorgeous body in my arms. Feel him

against me. I longed for him, I wanted to reach across the table and take

his hand in mine.

But I couldn't. I had to fix the rift that had formed between us. I

wanted him back. It may have been five years, but it was the longest five

years of my life. Five years of not being able to lie beside him at night

and feel his strong arms wrapped around me. Five years waisted.

Dinner dragged on and on, but the entire time I was formulating a plan on

how to get him back. I had to have him back. We were wasting time, both of

us. I wanted to have his baby the moment I first realized I had my first

period.

Even with a little physical comfort from little boys I had still spent the

five years lonely. Lonely, god so lonely! I felt so terrible. So

God-awful bad and it was all my fault, all because of that one time with

Robert. I had to fix things!

The moment we got home I started working on things, first thing I shaved my

pussy again, just the way Paul had liked it. It was the best suggestion

that Momma Sandi ever gave me and it made Paul so happy.

Second thing I told Mom that I wanted to have it electrolyzed. She asked

me if I was sure, and I told her that I was positive. We arranged an

appointment for the next day, and I had it done. Right after that I went to

the tattoo shop with Mom, and had a heart tattooed on my ass with Paul's

name right in the centre of it. Just a tiny little heart on the right side

of my right buttock.

The next day I had to go back and get some color added, and I couldn't sit

for a good week, but it was worth it. I used all my baby-sitting money that

I had gotten from the neighbours and put it into renting a room at the hotel

where we were going to have our grad-dance and dinner.

I also bought him a nice ring, one that we could think of as a wedding

band. I wanted him back and I was going to have him back! I bought a nice

pretty card that I thought he would like and wrote in it that I'd like him

to be my date for grad.

I didn't mention anything from the past, I just asked him to be my date.

He took him nearly a month before he responded, and it was a little note on

a piece of paper, set on my pillow. A single word "Yes." I was so happy I

was jumping up and down when Mom came through the door.

"What are you so happy about?"

"Paul said yes to being my date for grad!" I said ecstatically.

"That's good?"

"Yes, it is! It's been so long. I'm going to fix things so that their

right again. I still love him. I've always loved him. I want him back. I

need him back!"

"You'll get him back!" she assured me.

"I know, I will. I'm going to get him, I will!"

"Sure you will honey!"

"No, I'm going to, Grad-night I'll have him back, I swear."

"I know you will honey!"

"I need something to wear, something really sexy, something he'll really

like. Will you help me? Help me find something to wear?"

"Sure honey, I will, we'll go tomorrow all right?"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"All right, why don't you get some sleep."

"I can't I'm too wound up. I think I'll watch some holovision for a little

while."

"All right, would you like some coco?"

"That sounds good!"

"All right, I'll have some with you. Your Dad's still at the bar, if you

don't mind?"

"Can we watch some home-holo's? Maybe the one that Dad made when Paul and

I mated for the first time?"

"Sure! If your sure you want to torture yourself like that."

"I'll have him back!" I whispered as she wrapped her arm around me and we

went downstairs. I picked out the crystal while Mom made us some coco and

put it into the reader.

It was only a few moments before we were both sitting down on the couch

watching Paul and myself make love in front of the family proclaiming our

love. It was a wonderful memory, and I was teary before the camera even

turned onto Momma Sandi and both Mom and I were in tears before the camera

turned back to Paul and my love making.

"You two were beautiful together!" Mom whispered hugging me.

"You and Momma Sandi were beautiful together too, she was beautiful."

"I know, she was a very special woman! She brought a lot of pleasure to

the people in her life. We've got to remember those good times."

"I miss her too," a voice said from the dark corner. Neither of us had

realized it but Paul had snuck into the room while we were watching the

recording.

"Come here Paul," Mom said opening her other arm out to him. "Come sit

with us!"

"No thanks," he said in a near growl. I'd never heard of him being with

any other women. Or even with either of my sisters. I couldn't help

thinking he must be so horny, so held back. I craved him even more! He had

stayed faithful to me, and I had betrayed him. I had wrecked both of our

lives by a moments indiscretion. I wouldn't do it again, I was going to

keep us together. I'd kill to have him back if I had to.

The three of us sat there and watched until the recording was finished.

Dad had come in some time during it and had sat down over near Paul. Paul

was so close, but he was so far away from me, it was unbearable.

The next day, Mom took me to the lingerie shop and I got a nice little

outfit, that accented my large breasts that still didn't seem like they were

ready to stop growing. It took both of my hands to even cup one of them.

Every boy that I had been with loved my tits, they loved burying their

heads in them and sucking and playing with them. I hoped that Paul would be

as happy with them as the little boys seemed to enjoy them.

I wanted for five years to feed him, just to let him suck the milk from my

growing breasts. To have him suckle on one nipple while our baby suckled on

the other. I was finished highschool this year, and this was the year for

me to really start having babies.

Paul disappeared just before the end of the recording and left me with our

parents. "When are you two going to finish this!" Dad asked me.

"What?"

"This separation that you two have screwed around about for the last few

years! When's it going to end? Sandi never would have let this thing go on

like this!"

"Dad, please don't bring Mom up against me like that! I'm trying to fix

things, ok?"

"I hope so! I really hate seeing you two at ends like this. Sandi was

right about one thing, you two do belong together!"

"I know! I know I've screwed up. I'm trying to fix it, that's all I can

say! Please believe me!"

"Honey," Mom told him warningly "she's trying her best!"

"All right, but you two do something about this or I'm going to sit you

both down, and make you talk this out, it's gone on too long already!"

"All right Dad! I promise it will all be over soon."

"After five years, your going to turn it all around just like that."

"That's right! I am. Just give me till May 28."

"Why...that's the night of that grad-dance isn't it?"

"Yes. Paul's already agreed to be my date. I've already reserved a suite

in the hotel for afterwards! I want him back Dad! I made a mistake, and I

can't stand being away from him any more. I want to start having babies,

his!"

"What can we do to help," my father asked leaning closer to the edge of his

seat.

"I don't know if you can really do anything Dad."

"Well if there is, you tell us, ok? And we'll do the best we can!"

"Could we take the car, for that night?"

"No, I'll rent you's a limo, ok?"

"That would be wonderful Dad, thank you!"

"Good, now why don't you get going up to bed!"

"Why is everybody so intent on getting me to go to sleep?"

"I have no idea what your even talking about sweetie, why don't you come

give your Dad a hug and kiss good night!" I gave him what he wanted and Mom

wanted one of each too.

When I was in bed and stroking my bare pussy I thought about what I was

going to say to him when I got him there. So many scenarios played through

my mind. None of them seemed right either. I drifted off to sleep,

dreaming of Paul and I making love.

The days passed and I resisted all the urges to call up a new boy and screw

him into unconsciousness too, like all the others. If Paul could go five

years, I could certainly go two months.

I did however spend quite a number of nights masturbating over thoughts of

making love to Paul, the way it was before. I talked Laura into sleeping

with me a few times. She was cautious at first still fearing Paul's wrath

coming down on her.

After a few weeks she brought Angela into bed with us. Then the fifth week,

she brought Brad too. I wanted so much to make love to him, and it was even

harder to resist watching him make love to Laura and Angela, but somehow I

managed. My sisters were the only ones that I was permitting between my

legs.

It took me a little while, but after two weeks of taking a good look at my

family again, I noticed that Laura and Brad had become quite an item. We

started sharing secrets again. It was such a renewal. I had let my family

slid, and I shouldn't have.

Laura and Brad were sure about mating together when I asked her about the

age difference she said she didn't care. She had been accepting Brad's seed

for over five years and she loved it, and him.

What was even worse was that I had totally missed the change in sleeping

arrangements. Laura and Angela had split and so had Brad and Clark so that

Laura and Brad were sleeping together every night, and so was Clark and

Angela. I was surprised at that because Angela was only five and it

appeared that she had chosen who she wanted to be with even though Clark was

nine years older.

Three days before the 28 of May Laura and Brad said they had an

announcement for the family. Dad grabbed the holo-recorder and taped them

mating on top of the kitchen table, after clearing our dinner off onto the

floor. Laura laughed and giggled and Brad smiled proudly as the two of them

made love, quickly growing to moans and groaning.

It was beautiful, and I couldn't help looking across their naked bodies and

looking at Paul who looked at me with the same look of loss I knew I was

wearing. We were both two adults acting so damned childish it hurt.

Dad and Mom watched proudly as Laura and Brad mated, hugging and kissing

each other. Paul and I should have been doing the same damn thing. Angela

laughed excitedly sitting on top of Clark's lap clapping and smiling at the

couple on the table.

It was exciting and for some reason also kind of sad at the same time.

Everyone was growing up, it was that simple. I stopped for a second to think

about what Momma Sandi would have said. I think she would have thought it

was good that Laura and Brad had also joined, but terrible that Paul and I

were so distant to one another.

By the time that the two of them slipped off of the table nearly exhausted

every inch of my body longed to feel Paul against me, his lips on me, being

inside me. It was so long ago that I felt him that way, it almost seemed

like it had all been a dream.

Excitement for me at least built up pretty quickly over the next few days.

However everybody, really didn't see that much of Laura and Brad, they had

locked themselves in their room and only came out for food and the bathroom.

It sounded like they only slept for a few minutes at a time before they

started mating again.

It had been fun when Paul and I had been like that, we had missed almost a

week of school too, just to make love and our parents didn't say a word

about it. Even when we had gotten back to school, I was still hungry for

him and we did mate a couple of times in the oddest places in the school.

Then the night came. I went into my room right after school was done, and

with Mom and Laura's help I started getting ready. I had had a hair cut, I

had had a facial, and every other beauty thing that Mom could get me into.

I showered. I put on my sexy lingerie that Mom and I had bought. A nice

teddy that didn't cover my bare pussy and only cupped the bottom of my

breasts, a garter belt, black silk stalkings.

Mom had bought me a gorgeous black shiny strapless dress, and the three of

us agreed that I should go without any other underwear; panties or bra.

They did my hair up nicely sort of in a curly beehive, but really nice, and

leaving a single strand of hair hanging out. They added makeup, a little

not too much. Then before Laura had added the lipstick she gave me a really

good, deep french kiss, slipping her tongue into my mouth.

"I think you've been away from Brad a little too long," I told her softly

with a smile.

"And I hope you get him back Sis!" she told me grinning.

"Does everybody know what I'm doing tonight?"

"Everyone, except your victim," Mom said grinning standing back a little to

appreciate what they'd done to me. "If one look at you doesn't kill him, I

don't know what will!"

"Wow, you really look good Sis," Laura said smiling wildly. "I almost wish

I was Paul tonight!"

"I hope he thinks so too," I said peering into the mirror. I really did

look beautiful. "Thank you, you two really did a good job on me."

"Just don't let him rip it all apart too fast," Mom told me patting my bare

shoulder.

"I won't," I said smiling.

"Limo's here," Dad called coming through the door. "Wow! Where'd my baby

go?"

"She's going to go get herself a man," Laura said grinning.

"Dressed like that she's going to have to fight them off."

"Thank you Daddy," I said kissing his cheek. "Is Paul ready?"

"He's down stairs waiting for you!"

"My purse," I whispered to mother and she turned around and looked around

the mess on my bed and came up with it. I looked through the contents, a

compact, keys to the suite, a little money, lipstick, and the ring-box.

"All right, I guess I'm ready!"

"Well good luck sweetie!"

"Luck will have very little to do with it. If I play my cards right, don't

expect us back till tomorrow!"

"We hope you do," Mom said softly kissing my cheek. "Now you go get him!"

I walked down the stairs as gracefully as I could. Paul looked so handsome

in his black tux, his shoulders really filling out the suit. All his

muscles were filling it out. He watched me a little wide-eyed, and a little

open mouthed as I slowly moved closer to him.

He was mine. I offered him my arm and he took it and we quietly left the

house and got into the limo that Daddy had rented us. It was wonderfully

spacious. I knew it must have cost him a fortune.

"I'm glad you couldn't get a date," Paul said softly looking into my eyes.

"I did get a date! I got the only one that I wanted," I told him softly,

still holding onto his hand.

"You mean no one else asked you?"

"They asked, I told them no! I wanted to be with you Paul!"

"Why?"

"Because I love you! I always have Paul!"

"Then why did you sleep with all those guys," he demanded.

"Paul, none of them are here, let's enjoy tonight please, let's not fight,"

I pleaded kissing the top of his hand, getting a little lipstick on it,

which I rubbed off with my thumb. "Tonight is for us! Nobody else!"

"You look wonderful tonight!"

"Do you really think so?" I asked almost shocked at the suggestion.

"You look delectable...I mean you look almost magical!"

"So do you Paul, I mean delectable!" I said smiling at him. The limo

dropped us off at the hotel and we found our way into the ballroom where it

was being held and after a little bit of looking we found our seats.

Three other couples sat around the table, I recognized a few of the people

but I didn't know any of them personally, so they all took us as boyfriend,

and girlfriend. Which was good. It meant I could kiss him at the table and

we could act unlike brother and sister.

Throughout the speeches, dinner I rubbed his leg and his knee, he tried to

keep his thoughts on what was going on but he was finding it pretty

difficult I think. I was glad that we had checked our things in before it

all began so the moment dinner was done, I stood up and asked him to dance.

Sheepishly he accepted and walked me onto the dance floor. I wrapped my

arms around his neck and after a few awkward moments he put his hands around

my waist. Even though we were born only a few minutes from one another, he

had grown taller than me, and I had to look up into his eyes.

"Paul," I whispered to him pressing myself tighter against him.

"What is it Sandra?"

"I love you Paul, I always have, and I always will. These last five years

have been terrible."

"You didn't enjoy all your conquests?"

"No, I didn't and that's not what they were! They were boys when I needed

a man. Paul I needed you. I was weak, I admit it when I had sex with Rob

that time, and I...I'm sorry...I...."

"Paulie Carlson, are you going to dance with your sister all night or are

you going to spend some of the time with the rest of us?" Caroline from my

psych class asked pushing us apart.

"Would you leave us alone, please," I snapped.

"Come on Paul, your not going to stay with such a bitch, are you?" she

probed on, and Paul looked so undecided. So I decided it.

"Get lost," I snarled at her and the whole room seemed to go quiet for a

moment and all eyes turned to us. Then slowly as Caroline backed away

looking a little less sure of herself the music came back up and everyone

started dancing again.

"Where were we," I asked softly wrapping my arms back around his neck.

"Your something else Sandra!"

"Paul, I love you. I'm sorry for what I did, but after Rob that first time

you never came to me again, and you got everyone else all scared to come to

me to make love. I didn't have any other choice. But I want it to end

Paully. I want you back. I want you forever and ever and ever.

"Just like Momma Sandi used to say, we belong together Paul."

"But what about all those guys you slept with?"

"Paul, all I can say is I'm sorry but they were also a little your fault

too, cutting me off from sex with everyone at home."

"I haven't been with another woman since then! Why should you have to

screw around with all this pitiful little people!"

"Paul, listen to me. I don't want to! I want us! I want you back! I

want you with me for the rest of my life and beyond. We were meant for each

other!"

"I used to believe that!"

"Paul I still do, I don't want to play around with anyone else. I want the

real thing. I want you. I can't stand being so incomplete. Half of me is

missing when your not with me. I've missed you so much! I want you Paul. I

know it's hard for you to believe me, but there is no one else for me. Just

you!

"The other night, when Laura and Brad were mating I knew something."

"What did you know?"

"That if I couldn't have you there was nothing worth living for. Paul, I'm

ready for you. I want to mate with you. I want you to be my life long

mate."

"And what's to keep you from wandering off with other men again!"

"I've thought of that. I'll tell you the answer later, when we leave!

Paul trust me, I don't want anyone else. I want you. I want to have your

babies, as many as we can have. I want to be your wife, your mate, your

best friend. Paul I love you so much! I can't tell you how much I love

you! Please believe me. I need you in my life Paul! Without you there's

nothing!"

"Sandra, I...I...I need to think about all of this."

"All right Paul, it's been a long time, I can understand if you don't trust

me as much as you used to, that's my fault. I never should have did what I

did! Mom said I should have talked to you then, but I just couldn't figure

a way to tell you how vulnerable I was that day with Rob."

"What do you mean, vulnerable?"

"Rob and I were talking about our lost mothers. I really got a lot of

emotions out about Momma Sandi. You know how much I loved her."

"Yes!"

"We talked a lot, then he kissed me and then...well it happened so quickly

and I felt so ashamed, and then when you ran out of my room that night...I

felt so bad because I hurt you. I still feel bad about that. I still hate

myself for betraying you like that."

"Sandra...I love you!" he whispered holding me a little tighter.

"Oh God Paul it's been so long since I heard those words on your lips.

I've missed them so much!"

"Sandra, tell me one thing before we go any further!"

"What?"

"Have you ever carried another man's seed?"

"No Paully, no! Only yours so long ago. Paul I could never have done

that. The only way I could have was with Brad or Clark, and I couldn't have

done that because you took them away from me too.

"Last week though, Laura brought Brad into bed with us. You had her so

scared of you it took me a whole month to talk her into bed with me. You

meany!" I teased. "But I had...I have been celibate from men for over a

month and a half."

"But you said Laura...."

"I know I did, but I never...I couldn't...I've been planning this night for

even longer than that and I didn't want to ruin it. I couldn't have anyway

even if I wanted to. I've chosen my mate and now I'm so sure of it, I don't

think I could be with another man even if I thought I wanted to, if I didn't

have you. Your the only one I want.

"The only one I want to spend the rest of my life with! Paul I've had the

last five years to think of a life without you and I can't bear it, so if

you say you won't take me back I'm going to go find the nearest bridge and

jump off of it."

"I don't think you'll have to do that!" he whispered and kissed my cheek

right beside my ear.

"You'll have me?" I asked in a whisper.

"Always, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either. And it

made me so mad that while I was waiting for you just to say you still wanted

me, anything, while you were out screwing some guy."

"Paul, the only way I could even get through those times was if I

fantasized that the guy was you, and then they'd fall asleep before I could

really have a decent orgasm. You never used to fall asleep on me."

"Nor will I," he said hugging me closer.

"I've got some surprises for you tonight...my...love!"

"I want to kiss you," he whispered looking into my eyes. I felt so weak in

the knees as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. I opened my

mouth a little for him and his tongue happily flicked at my teeth and the

roof of my mouth.

"It's been so long," I whispered hoarsely as I tried to muster enough

strength to stand on my own.

"Yes it has, hasn't it. What are these surprises you've got for me?"

"May I cut in?" a guy asked Paul, in a far off way the guy even seemed a

little familiar. The only thing that I was sure of was the man that I had

just been clinging to.

"No!" Paul hissed at him and he quickly disappeared. Paul wrapped his warm

strong arms back around me and held me tight, like he used to do. We had

stopped dancing completely and we were just standing there together, looking

at each other. "What surprises?"

"If I told you they wouldn't be surprises would they?"

"No, I suppose they wouldn't!"

"Paul, are we back together again?"

"I don't know, are we?"

"I'd like to be!"

"So would I," he said softly almost in a whisper his hands drifting a

little further down my back so he could give my ass a quick little squeeze.

"Ow!" I said trying to keep quiet.

"I wasn't that hard."

"You're pretty damn strong Paully! I can't wait to see what you look like

under that tux!"

"Does that mean were lovers again too?"

"I hope so!" I said soft and sultry giving him a little smile.

"It seems you've grown too," he said looking down specifically at my

cleavage.

"I hope you'll enjoy what's changed!"

"I think I can guess at that answer right now and I think I can sum it up

by saying your the sexiest looking woman here."

"Thank you," I whispered giving a nod for his compliment. We laughed for a

second before the mood deepened again and the heat between us started

growing again.

"But I'll bet you look even better under those clothes!"

"I think you're probably right! However I had specific orders not to let

you tear this outfit apart too quickly."

"Who would give you...Mom, how'd she know you were trying to set this night

up."

"It seems like everyone knew about tonight except you, thank God that would

have been some surprise if you'd already known wouldn't it?"

"I suppose so! But now that we've gotten all this settled and behind us,

let's go home. I can't wait to slowly peel those clothes off of you, one

layer at a time."

"We're not going home," I told him and took his hand and led him back to

our table. I quickly said our good-byes gathered up the menu and a few

other souvenirs and quickly dragged him back to the cloak room.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay and do some more dancing," I asked him

while he hugged me from behind kissing my ear.

"No thank you!" I grabbed our stuff from the woman behind the counter and

dragged Paul back the way we had come in. "Don't we have to call a cab or

Dad?"

"No," I told him kissing his lips. "We don't have to be home until

tomorrow!"

"What? Where are we going to sleep?"

"Who said anything about sleep," I said kissing him again leading him

towards the elevator.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see!" I whispered pulling him into the elevator. We had just about

gotten the elevator to ourselves when another couple caught the elevator

door from shutting and came in the little space holding hands.

They pressed the button for the seventh floor and glanced at the button I

had pressed. Top floor. The honeymoon suite. I thought it was

appropriate, it cost a lot more, but it felt right for the occasion.

The moment the couple got out of the elevator, we were all over each other

again. My make-up must have been in a terrible state by the time we got out

of the elevator. It felt good to have his hands all over me again. He

opened the door held it open with his foot and picked me up and carried me

in.

He paused and looked around and whispered "this is the honeymoon suite!"

"I know," I told him softly kissing his lips. "Set me down handsome! I'm

going to give you one of your surprises!"

"This wasn't one, renting a room, and the honeymoon suite no less."

"Well it was, but I've got another one," I said finding the ring box in my

purse before throwing it onto a chair. "I got this for us!"

"What is it?" he asked as I handed him the box.

"There sort of like wedding bands," I said opening the box for his

approval, which was immediate. "But if you like you can consider them

mating bands!"

"Wedding bands is fine, Sandra!" he said and kissed me then took the

smaller ring out and set the box down on the table and held out his hand so

he could hold onto mine. Then slowly, he slipped the ring on to my finger.

"My turn," I said excitedly and he handed the box back to me, and I took

the other ring out of the box and took his large hand in mine and happily

put the ring on his finger. "Now you know I'm not going anywhere!" I told

him and kissed him again.

"Now about those clothes!"

"Out of all the times that we've spent together in bed, we've never

undressed each other," I whispered pulling the bow tie over his head.

Quietly kissing him, I slipped his jacket off and threw it over the chair.

His fingers drifted through my hair pulling out the pins that were holding

it up before I shook it free.

It cascaded down around my shoulders and he leaned down and kissed me again

while his fingers moved down my back looking for the zipper to my dress.

He kept looking while I was undoing the buttons on his white frilly shirt.

"It's on the side," I whispered to him hotly while rubbing my hands across

his hard chest. I pushed the shirt back till it fell clear and kissed the

solid muscle wall in front of me.

My dress fell at my feet and he lifted my chin up and kissed me again

before even looking down and seeing what I was wearing. "Wow," he let out

in a soft whisper.

"Do you like," I asked him almost shy about asking the question.

"I love," he whispered kissing me again while one of his hands started

rubbing one of my breasts and playing with the nipple.

"Hold on," I said almost breathlessly, as I started undoing the buckle on

his pants, then his zipper before his pants dropped away too.

"How's little Tommy been," I said stroking his cock through his underwear.

We'd named it ok!

"Lonesome, he's missed Sally! But he's not so little any more!"

"And Sally doesn't have any hair any more!" I informed him before kissing

his lips and leading him over to the heart shaped bed. "Sit down,

gorgeous!"

I knelt down in front of him and pulled off his shoes, then his socks off;

kissing different little parts of his legs. I kissed my way up the insides

of his legs and smiled up at him and whispered "Let's see how Tommy's

grown!" Gently I pulled Paul's boxers down and found that Tommy had really

grown. Grown so much that he was even bigger and looked more delicious than

Daddy ever did.

"Sally would really like to meet the new Tommy, but Paully's got to finish

stripping Sandra so he can see his other surprise." I was asking for it I

knew that, and Paul shifted positions and slowly, and I do mean slowly

started taking the rest of my clothes off, starting with my high-heels.

Then the straps to my garter belt. Then the stalkings. Then the garter

belt itself. Then slowly and meticulously he removed the teddy, kissing me

every little step of the way.

"Where's the surprise," he asked looking over my stomach my breasts my bare

pussy, my legs, my mouth, my tongue.

"Keep looking," I whispered as he licked every inch of my front. Then he

got me to roll over and I thought for sure he'd see it, but he kissed his

way all the way down my spine and even got a kiss in on my left buttocks

before he saw it.

"I love Paul!" he read aloud and then kissed the heart. "So this is why

you didn't want to sit on your butt all that time!"

"I thought you weren't paying attention."

"I've always paid attention to you!" he whispered kissing the heart again.

"Besides I've always wondered where you kept your heart!"

"Why you!" I said turning around and his lips met mine taking all the anger

out of me.

"I love you Sandra," he whispered kissing my lips again.

"I love you too Paul, you handsome lug!" His hand touched the inside of my

leg and I spread for him, silently he cupped my pussy in the palm of his

hand and rubbed me in small gentle circles. "I've missed you sooo much!

Make love to me Paul! Please!"

"Isn't that what got us into this mess," he said softly kissing my ear.

"You asking the wrong person...."

"Paul don't! I don't want to think about it any more. I just need you! I

want you Paul!"

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to say that!"

"Yes, I do, five years. Five years that I never want to live over."

"Me either," Paul said kissing one of my breasts. "You've grown a lot here

too," he added with a smile.

"And you've grown a lot...everywhere!" I said rubbing the his muscled

shoulder. "I'm not sure, but I think you may even be too much for me!"

He laughed and kissed me again. I was in heaven, every touch left me

feeling dizzy and he touched me so much! He kissed me more and more quietly

moving down my body. "It's been so long and you taste so sweet!"

"Let's never fight again Paul! It hurts too much!"

"I know. I still don't like the idea of you being with all those men!"

"Boys," I corrected as he kissed my pubis bone and I slipped my fingers

into his hair. "It's not shaved Paully!"

"Huh?"

"I had stopped shaving down there when I lost you. I've had it all

removed. I want you back for good, if not...then I don't want anyone else!"

"You did this for me?"

"Yes..." I sobbed. "I love you Paul. I'll do anything you want me to,

just never leave me. Promise me Paul!"

"Sandra, I love you so much...but how do I know you won't go back to...the

life you had...how do I know that you won't change your mind and grow bored

with me! Sandra how can I promise you that?" he said sitting up.

"Oh Paul...God this is all my fault, I hate myself for it. Paul I know

I've screwed up a lot in my life...in our lives." It was obvious that we

still had a lot more to talk about before we could get anything back that we

had had before. "Look, Paul, I can't take back what's happened and what

I've done, if I could I would. You don't know how much I would. I know

it's going to take you along time for me to gain the kind of trust we had

before.

"But I want to start! I want to start working at getting it back! Paul I

can't go on like we have been. It's too hard knowing that your only a few

feet away from me at night. Your so gorgeous, I want you back Paul, and

I'll do anything for that to happen.

"We belong together!"

"Anything?"

"Anything you wanted Paul, I love you!"

"Would you sit in a chair not moving an inch while I made love to your

friend Rebeca? Just sit there and watch?"

"Paul, you can't be...yes I would, even that! I'd sit still and watch and

not do a single thing even if you were sacking the entire cheer leading

squad! Please Paul!"

"Would you go to bed with Mrs. Hanson?"

"Oh Paul!" Mrs. Hanson was a social teacher at our school, butt ugly, wart

faced, mole at the tip of her nose Hanson. "Yes, Paul, if I knew I was

going to get you back. I think I would even do that. If you wanted me to!"

"In front of the entire school?"

"Yes," I whispered softly.

"Would you go back down stairs to the dance with me?"

"Yes, but why?"

"To mate in front of everyone, right on the dance floor!"

"Is that what you want?" I asked him softly pushing back a lock of his hair

out of his eyes.

"Yes!"

"This room cost a lot Paul, if we go down and do that we'll end up sleeping

the night in jail! Do we really need to go down there where all those

people can see us, they might go back to Mom and Dad and question how their

raising us! I don't want to hurt them Paul. Maybe something a little

different...."

"You don't want people to see us together?"

"No Paul, it's not that. I love you and I would make love to you in front

of all those people if you really want to but it could hurt everyone a lot

more than it would make us feel better. And we wouldn't have this beautiful

room to be alone together for the whole night!"

"All right, you want something a little different, fine. I'll take you

back...as ugly as you are..." he said grinning playfully while gazing over

my body. "If we go down stairs, round up a few people, bring them up here

and they witness us mating."

"How many is a few?"

"Does it matter?"

"No!"

"Then what's the problem?"

"None," I said sliding off the bed quickly and pulling on my dress, with

nothing else. I quickly pulled my stockings back up and then slipped into

my high heels. "Will this make you happy?"

"It depends!" he said pulling his pants back on.

"On what?"

"On how the evening turns out!"

"Paul..." I whined then in a more solid voice I asked "How are we going to

pick out the people."

"I'm going to do it!"

"Your not going to let me pick anyone?"

"Fine, but you can only pick men!"

"Boys," I corrected.

"Whatever," he said shaking his head. He took my arm and he rushed me back

downstairs.

"Paul are you sure about this," I asked at the door to the ballroom.

"Positive," he said searching the crowd then pulling me off in a direction,

stopping when he reached Rebeca and her date John. I couldn't believe it he

asked both of them "Would you two come up to our room in about half an hour

to see something?"

"What room," she asked softly, knowing that I'd been with Paul most of my

life, it wasn't a surprise to her other than the fact that we were together

again that we were sharing a room.

"The honeymoon suite!" Paul said quickly.

"Really?"

"Yes, really," I told her softly.

"I've never seen a honeymoon suite, any special reason for the honey...."

"Whoaaa..." I shouted as Paul started pulling me through the crowd again

away from Rebeca. Rebeca and I had been friends since playschool, and even

though I had been tempted by the idea of playing with her in bed I never

had. I didn't regret it. I decided in the end that our friendship would

last a lot longer if we didn't become lovers, and I valued it.

The next one was I think the boy that had asked me to dance, he'd found

himself a girlfriend from somewhere in the crowd. After that we found

another couple, Fred and Janet, then one more couple Roberta and Victor.

All the little boys were kind of cute, but I was to caught up with the man

on my arm. Even if he was pulling me through the crowd kind of roughly.

"Isn't that enough, that's eight people Paul, how many more do we need.

Remember the more people that we ask up, the more people we have to kick out

to be alone!"

"All right, that's it, just one more!"

"Ah Paul!"

"Don't worry," Paul told me and then dragged me back out into the outer

hallway of the hotel. He talked to one of the bellboys while leaving me to

wait for him near the elevator and returned with the bellboy. I even

thought I saw him give the bellboy some money.

He followed us all the way up to the room and I opened the door, not sure

how much farther he was going to come. "Sandra, this is Bill!" Paul

introduced me, "Bill, my wife!" I liked the sound of that anyway. Paul's

wife! "He's going to help us tonight?"

"Is he? How?"

"He's going to open the door. Now Bill you understand what your doing?"

"I'm opening the door and letting in eight people. With four knocks."

"That's right, and when your finished your welcome to come in and watch."

"Watch?"

"Yes Bill, watch!" Paul said and started unzipping my zipper until my dress

actually dropped away. Bill looked me over unabashedly while Paul cupped

one of my breasts and kissed my lips.

"That's only if you want to," Paul said turning me around so I was directed

towards the inner room and patted my bottom to get me moving.

"I think I'll stay and watch!" Bill said as Paul guided me back into the

inner room. He turned me back around to face him and kissed me again

running his hands down my sides until they went around to the small of my

back and he pulled me close to him.

"Is there anything you want before our guests start to arrive?"

"Yes," I told him softly.

"And what would you like?"

"To tell you something. I want to tell you that I liked what you told

him!"

"What?"

"That I was your wife."

"My mate, my wife, what's the difference!"

"I like both, but my wife sounds...different. More permanent!"

"My mate doesn't sound permanent?"

"Wife is better, wife means not your sister," I whispered wrapping my arms

around his neck.

"You like the idea of Mrs. Carlson rather than Ms. Carlson?"

"If it's Mrs. Paul Carlson, yes!"

"All right, then from now on I'll refer to you as the old ball and chain."

"You better not or I'll pound you into dust!"

"Ok, ok," he said laughing. "Then Mr. and Mrs. Paul Carlson, how's that?"

"That sounds wonderful!" I sighed hugging him.

"As long as tonight turns out the way I hope it will."

"What's that suppose to mean," I demanded pushing his chest with my hands.

"I'll tell you later!" Paul said as someone knocked on the door. "Get your

pretty little ass into that chair over there!"

"You really think it's pretty," I said trying to look over my shoulder.

"Especially with that tattoo sweetheart!"

"Now, I'm your sweetheart too am I?"

"What are you two doing, I thought we were invited up here for a party?"

Rebeca asked coming into the room. Rebeca's date was eyeing me up and down,

especially taking in my large breasts.

"Well, it is in a way. I need your help!" Paul said looking at them both

and then glanced at where I was sitting in the chair he had told me to sit

in. I kind of felt a little out of place I was the only one that was

undressed, and being stared at!

Paul took them both into the bathroom explaining that he didn't want me to

hear. When they came out, both Rebeca and John were naked and quickly

climbed onto the bed together. Rebeca put a condom on John and the two of

them started making love.

"You watch!" Paul instructed me, but I didn't want to see them. I wanted

him! Fred and Janet came into the room looked at Rebeca and John on the bed

going at it and smiled. Paul took them into the bathroom and they came out

undressed and started making love too.

The last two couples were exactly the same way. I felt so hot and I needed

Paul so badly. I was having a very hard time from not touching myself, and

still very confused at why Paul would invite four couples up to our room so

we could watch them screwing. More to the point have me watch them

screwing.

After awhile all the cocks and pussies started bubbling over and the eight

of them started sharing partners. Even Bill the bellboy had gotten into the

action. It had turned into an all out orgy, and I sat there on my

seat-burned ass just watching and all I wanted was for Paul to stop the

misery and make love to me.

Victor came over to us and knelt in front of me and kissed my knee asking

me to come join them. I told him waving my ring in front of his face "No,

see I'm married!" He begged me saying that he'd love to see me with his

girlfriend. I told him no again, but he didn't leave me alone till I

threatened to kick him in the balls. He went back to the bed and slipped

into an empty space between Roberta and Janet.

"Come on," Paul said offering me his hand.

"Where are we going!"

"I'm very proud of you Sandra," he said pulling me into the open bathroom

and started filling a heart shaped tub and adding some bubble bath. I loved

bubble bath. It always made it feel so luxurious, but this tub had jets

too.

"Why?" I asked softly after he had sat me down on the toilet lid.

"You passed," he whispered kissing down my leg as he slowly unrolled my

stockings.

"Passed what?"

"My little test!" he said smiling.

"What test?"

"I wanted to see if you had the chance to be with couples having sex you'd

choose them or me when we weren't having sex."

"Why you...you...you little devil," I said cupping his face in my hands and

kissing his lips. "You never intended for them to see us mating did you?"

"Well that might happen yet, but...only time will tell," he said standing

up and taking off his bow-tie, and jacket and white dress shirt.

"All I could think about was you!" I told him before kissing his bare

stomach, while trying to undo his pants. "And what I was going to do to

you, when I could get my hands on you!"

"Sounds fascinating," he said smiling. "You'll have to tell me some time!"

Then he lifted me up off of the seat and kissed my stomach while he carried

me over to the tub and lowered me into the hot water. He stood there

against the sink looking down at where I was staring up at him.

"Aren't you going to join me?"

"No, I thought I would go find Rebeca tell her to come in here and make

love to her while you watched."

"Paully don't be so mean!" I whined and watched wide-eyed as he finally

dropped his drawers. Just like the first time I'd seen Daddy's, wide-eyed

juvenile fascination. He was bigger than he had looked on the bed. It must

have been the bad lighting.

"Oh I love you Sandra Carlson!" he said moving a little closer to the tub.

"Come here you big lug, and I'll let you wash my big tits!" I said grinning

at him while holding my big boobs above the water.

"How could I resist such a delicious offer," he said stepping into the

water and sitting down across from me. "But I've got a better idea!" He

lifted me up and pulled me closer to him and then lowered me down onto his

crossed legs and his delicious member.

Then just as I could feel the head of his penis on the tip of my vagina

Rebeca came into the bathroom, quickly. "Hurry you two if we don't do

something there's going to be a hell of a lot of trouble the guys are

starting to get rowdy!"

Paul sort of pushed me back a little off of him and sprang out of the

water. Dripping wet he hurried back out into the other room.

"Wow, he's beautiful!"

"Yes, he is," I sighed slamming my fist down into the water splashing. "I

was this close!" I added holding my thumb and forefinger close together.

"Sorry Sandra, but...."

"Don't apologize," I said while we listened to a few bodies being pushed

and tossed around a little. None of them was likely to be Paul. "I've

wasted five years, a few more minutes won't kill me I suppose." I stood up

deciding there was probably no way that Paul and I would finish our bath

together our first together in nearly a dozen years. "Could you hand me

that towel over there."

"Sure," Rebeca said softly, then I realized that it was really the first

time that we had been naked at all together. When she gave me the towel, I

looked over her front, trying not to look too obvious doing it. Some part

of me was hoping she was looking me over too, so I bent away from her to dry

my toes.

"A tattoo? I never took you for that kind of a girl Sandra?" That proved

that she had been and I couldn't help letting out a little smile knowing it.

"It's a special one," I told her, "it hurt like hell for a little while

but...well that's all in the past. I hope Paul will be finished soon!"

"He decided you passed did he?"

"Yes, what did he tell you anyway? When he brought you and John in here?"

"Well, basically he just asked us if we were going to be making love after

we left. He said we could use the bed if we didn't mind an audience. That

he wanted to test if you would be faithful to him."

"It didn't seem like it took you that long to decide."

"Well, it was either here on a nice comfortable bed, or in the back seat of

John's dad's car and I didn't want that!"

"Well there gon...damn, Rebeca. I'm sorry, I threw your date out too. I

thought you'd left."

"No loss," she sighed. "He was a dud, anyway. The second he saw Janet

Holland he left me pretty high and dry, the creep! I was stupid enough to

think he actually loved me! I guess my looks didn't compare to his huh,

Sandra?

"I guess I better go, leave you two love birds alone! Five year

separation, you've probably got a lot to...discuss!" she said grinning

knowingly at both of us. She left us together in the bathroom while we

listened to her gather up her stuff.

"What do you want us to do?" Paul asked solemnly.

"Would you like to make love to her?" I asked softly, not really wanting to

hear the answer.

"No, I just want you!" Paul proclaimed and we stood there like idiots until

the door shut.

"You look kind of sad, dripping water all over the place," I said with a

smile tossing him the towel that I had been using. He tossed it back at me

grinning.

"You do it!"

I took it and started softly padding and gently wiping along his broad

muscled shoulders. Amazed at how solid he really looked. I dried all down

his back, even his cute butt was tight with muscles. And his mane. God it

was beautiful, it went all the way from his neck down to the small of his

back. It was new since I'd last been with Paul when we were twelve. I

hadn't even seen it when we'd been in the bedroom together earlier.

I had seen Dad's when he had had his top off, working around the house. It

looked soft and silky. But I'd never had the courage to touch it, but Paul

almost seemed to feel my hesitation and encouraged me to go ahead.

It felt softer than it even looked. I kissed it and ran my cheek over it,

stroking it so wonderfully. He almost seemed to be purring like a cat when

I did it too. Somehow I managed the strength and started drying the front

of his shoulders, and down over his tight strong arms, then his solid chest,

his legs. Purposely missing the strong solid erect object that was pointing

at me so demanding.

I knelt down in front of him and dried all the way down his bulky legs,

down the tops of his feet, down to his toes. I dumped the towel for my lips

kissing his legs all the way up, making a circle of kisses around his

privates, slowly closing it up. I kissed his testicles, got half of each

into my mouth and sucked a little on each of them. The whole time he was

softly groaning and leaning against the doorway.

Then I gathered his penis up in my hands and pulled back the sheath and

kissed the very tip of it, just a tiny little kiss for such a big head. I

kissed it again, a little longer, and using my tongue just to flick it

across for a tiny second.

"God Paul, I love you!" I told him and then aimed him just right preparing

to take him completely in my mouth.

The worst thing happened right at that moment, it was unbelievable it was

like the whole night was set against us. Some moron knocked on the door.

"Ignore it," Paul whispered and I wrapped my arms around his waist and drew

the head of him into my mouth.

The knock again this time more insistent. "We've got to answer it," I told

Paul softly standing up. "You climb into bed and wait for me and I'll

answer the door!"

"All